One SSS Affix per Level: My Novice Club Can Slay Gods!

After parting ways with Luna Wolf, John returned to Sunset City.

He still had one Guild Creation Token left.

Since selling a single token had earned him one million US dollars, leaving the other unused seemed somewhat wasteful.

After thinking it over, John headed to the Guild Administration Office.

There were not many people inside the hall.

After all, there were probably only a handful of players in the entire game who possessed a Guild Creation Token at this stage.

A young woman was responsible for receiving visitors.

The moment she saw the Guild Creation Token in John’s hand, her eyes lit up.

"Honored warrior from another world, are you here to establish a guild?"

"I’m just looking into it."

The girl immediately pulled out a thick stack of documents.

"To establish a Tier-1 guild, you will need one Guild Creation Token, one hundred Gold Coins, and one thousand Sunset City Reputation."

"Once the guild has been established, you will also need to decide on its name, emblem, management structure, member ranking system, contribution distribution method..."

"In addition, you must select a location for the guild headquarters in advance."

"The commercial district offers convenient transportation, but the rent is expensive."

"The area near the city walls is suitable for combat-oriented guilds, although you will be required to assume certain city defense duties."

"If you choose to establish your headquarters outside the city, you will need to recruit your own guards, construct defensive walls, clear out nearby monsters, and plan your warehouses..."

The more the girl spoke, the more excited she became.

She went from guild taxation to disputes between members.

From diplomatic relations to territorial warfare.

She even calculated exactly how much bread the guild cafeteria would need to prepare each month.

At first, John listened attentively.

Two minutes later, his gaze had already drifted toward the window.

Five minutes later, he began studying whether the potted plant in the corner was real or fake.

Ten minutes later, the girl finally turned to the second document.

"Everything I have just explained covers only the basic matters that require attention during the guild’s initial establishment."

"Next, I will provide a detailed explanation of its daily operational planning."

John fell silent.

Establishing a guild certainly offered many benefits.

He could recruit members.

Build a headquarters.

Share quests.

In the later stages, a guild could even compete for cities, territories, and large-scale resource zones.

However, managing one would also consume an enormous amount of time.

With [Supreme Evolution], no matter how large his guild became, its total combat power might eventually fail to match his own.

Instead of spending every day resolving equipment distribution disputes and arguments between hundreds of members, he would be better off clearing a few more dungeons.

Level up alone.

Grow stronger alone.

And look fabulous all by himself.

The cost-effectiveness was clearly much higher.

The girl was still speaking without pause.

"During the first month after establishing the guild, I recommend recruiting at least three full-time administrators, including—"

"I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do."

John stood up and immediately headed for the exit.

"We’ll discuss this another time."

"But I haven’t explained the guild headquarters’ drainage system yet..."

The girl hugged the documents to her chest and chased after him for two steps.

John had already activated [Void Shift] and instantly disappeared from outside the hall.

...

The agreed meeting place was a small plaza near Sunset City’s eastern gate.

John waited there for more than ten minutes before two figures finally appeared in the distance, hurrying toward him.

To be precise, they were two girls.

Zoey was walking in front.

Her fiery-red hair was tied into twin ponytails, and the Bloodfeather Longbow John had given her was strapped across her back.

Now that she was wearing a complete A-Rank Set, she finally possessed some of the presence expected of a top-tier archer.

A petite girl followed behind her.

Her pale-golden hair fell smoothly to her waist.

She wore a white priest’s robe and carried a silver staff that was even taller than she was.

While running, she nearly tripped over the hem of her own robe.

John looked at Zoey.

"What took you so long?"

Zoey dusted off her clothes.

"We ran into some Gray Ledger members outside a dungeon."

"Did they beat you up?"

"No."

Zoey stepped aside.

"Fortunately, my priest friend was with me. Otherwise, things might’ve gotten troublesome."

She patted the blonde girl on the shoulder.

"Let me introduce you. This is Nonoa."

"She’s my regular party member now."

The pat made Nonoa sway slightly, and she hurriedly tightened her grip around the staff.

"H-Hello."

"My name is Nonoa."

Her voice was quiet, and her expression was somewhat nervous.

She looked soft and harmless, with a slightly absent-minded air about her.

However, the longer John looked at her, the more familiar she seemed.

"Aren’t you the priest who followed Zoey last time and died with her in the wolf pack?"

Nonoa’s cheeks instantly turned red.

"T-That was an accident."

John glanced at the player ID above her head.

[Staff of Judgment]

His movements paused.

He opened the Level Leaderboard and checked again.

[Level Leaderboard—Rank 2: Staff of Judgment, Lv.11.]

John fell silent for a moment.

This girl, who could barely stand still without stepping on the hem of her own robe, was actually second on the Level Leaderboard?

"She’s Staff of Judgment?"

Zoey placed both hands on her hips.

"Surprised?"

He certainly was.

The name sounded like it belonged to a battle priest who wielded holy light and was always ready to smash a heretic’s skull.

Yet the actual person looked like the type who would stand beside the road crying after getting lost.

Nonoa quietly added,

"The system generated the name randomly."

"I originally wanted to call myself Mochi..."

John immediately understood.

Zoey moved closer and lowered her voice.

"Nonoa may not look like much, but she has an SS-Rank Talent."

"SS-Rank?"

John looked at Nonoa again.

After hesitating for a moment, Nonoa voluntarily shared her Talent information.

[Merciful Judgment]

[Quality: SS-Rank.]

[Effect: Healing skills function normally when cast on allied targets.]

[When a healing skill is cast on an enemy target, it deals True Damage equal to 600% of the healing amount.]

John fell silent for a second.

No wonder she had managed to reach second place on the Level Leaderboard.

When an ordinary priest encountered an enemy, they could only slowly beat them with a staff.

Nonoa, on the other hand, could simply cast a healing spell.

The enemy might not even understand what had happened before being "healed" straight into the afterlife.

Zoey continued,

"More than twenty Gray Ledger members showed up earlier."

"Fortunately, Nonoa was restoring my HP while also ’restoring’ theirs."

"We killed a few during the confusion and managed to escape."

John looked puzzled.

"Why did Gray Ledger suddenly start targeting the two of you?"

"Last time we spoke, didn’t you say you were the one who contacted Gray Ledger and asked them to deal with that male warrior?"

The moment he finished speaking—

Zoey suddenly raised her head and casually began whistling.

"Nice weather today."

John looked up at the sky above Sunset City.

Dark clouds covered the entire city.

A light rain was falling.

He could not be bothered to continue questioning her.

Since Zoey did not want to explain, forcing her would serve no purpose.

John took the final Guild Creation Token from the Void Armory and casually tossed it toward her.

Zoey caught it instinctively.

The moment she saw the item information, her eyes widened.

"A Guild Creation Token?"

"How do you still have another one?"

"Two dropped."

"Then why aren’t you using it yourself?"

"I’m not interested in running a guild."

John’s tone was casual.

"It’s yours."

Zoey looked down at the Guild Creation Token worth one million US dollars, then raised her head to look at John.

A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on her face.

The corners of her lips curved upward as she deliberately flicked the token with one finger.

"Not bad."

"Getting pretty generous now, aren’t you?"

John glanced at the A-Rank Set she was wearing.

Then he remembered the seven-million-dollar mansion in the real world.

"Right back at you."

Zoey accepted the token without the slightest hesitation.

Standing beside her, Nonoa quietly asked,

"Is it really okay to give away something this valuable?"

Zoey patted her on the shoulder.

"It’s fine."

"He’s rich."

A vein twitched slightly on John’s forehead.

However, he did not continue dwelling on the issue.

"Back to the main topic."

"What kind of trouble have you run into?"